Out of this light into a greater light.

    James Still




A Country Death

She once said that her mother

Had seen far-off light that came

Closer, or she closer to it, until

Her tired heart had started again,

And a year later stopped forever.

 

And her own eyes now are two

Glints of a strange luminosity

Like foxfire, like the glazed eyes

Of an animal far down the road,

Struck still by approaching light.





Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2012-01-23 at 21:31

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Two perfectly joined stanzas.
2012-01-25


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Wonderful. The final simile was perfect.
2012-01-24